200 F I NT. [FEBRUARY 1, 1862.


RACING TIMES.


" ALL RIGHT, BILL! G ON."


 THE ADVENT OF SPRING.
 BY A DEVOUT. ADMIRER OF MR. T----N.
 UNDER the beechful eye,
 When causeless brandlings brine
 Let the froddering crooner cry,
 And the braddled sapster sing.
 For never and never again
 Will the tottering bauble bray,
 For bratticed wrackers are singing aloud,
 And the throngers croon in May !
 The wracking globe unstrung,
 Unstrung in the frittering light
 Of a moon that knows no day I
 Of a day that knows no night!
 Diving away in the crowd
 Of sparkling frets of spray,
 The bratticed wrackers are singing aloud,
 And the throngers croon in May !
 Hasten, 0 hapful blue,
 Blue of the thimmering brow,
 Hasten to meet your crew,
 They'll clamour to pelt thee now
 For never again shall a cloud
 Out-thribble the babbling day,
 When bratticed wrackers are singing aloud,
 And the throngers croon in May!


 To EMIGRANTs.-Those about departing for
New Zealand, Queensland, or any other of
the British colonies, had better select this
month for the purpose, because, as many a
fireside circle can attest at the present moment,
this is just the weather to hem-a-grate.
 A SECRET WORTH KNOWING.-When a pint
of porter in the pewter is brought to you at the
cheap dining-rooms in London, carefully ex-
amine the beverage to see that the porter is
surrounded by its proper amount of froth. If
you don't see its head, you may easily see it's
stale.
 A QUESTION FOR METEOROLOGISTS.- Why
does an easterly wind never blow straight ?-
Because it always blows oblique. (Blows so
bleak.)


 THE PHILOSOPHY OF DREAMS.
 THOUGH" /'. may have no faith in them, you still must own it seems,
 That many strange and startling truths are sometimes found in
 dreams.
 To fill a gap in science, I think you'll say I'm right,
 Upon this subject ominous to throw some little light.
 Should you ere dream of pugilists, beware of fibbing friends,
 Or if of casting up accounts, a sea trip that portends ;
 To dream that you're a sweep implies that your profession suits
 you ;
 Or should you be a sack of coals, beware that no one shoots you.
 To dream of ears, if long, denotes tenacity of life,
 To dream of lobsters indicates a quarrel with your wife;
 To dream a friend in frolic makes a pudding in your hat,
 You'll find it on your head, I think; you may be sure of that!
 Should you dream of hearing FUN, you are talking in your sleep;
 To dream of falling down a hole implies that you are deep;
 Of being hanged, forbodes that you have come to your last bob,
 Or if with swords a duel fight, 'tis plain you want a job!
 To dream that you're a fiddle, indicates a coming scrape;
 Or if a fast young man you are, you'll dream that you're an ape;
 To dream that you a pigeon are, and feed on peas inferred-
 That though a pouter you may be, you're still a peas-full bird;
To dream that you're a mountebank, and stand opon your head,
Fortells some sad reverses, or you've tumbled out of bed !
To dream that you a drunkard are, and owe a lengthy score,
Means that in chalk your portrait hangs behind some tavern door.


 To dream of lending money is a sign of getting poor,
 But to dream of cash receiving, is a dream and nothing more!
 You may dream you're a king or queen,-if not, it's all the same;
 But should you be prime minister, oh! don't dream that again!
 To dream of giving money to a brother in distress,
 This is, to him who gives, a sign of wealth and happiness;
 To dream of turning from your door the hungry and the sick,
 Implies that you've been guilty of a very shabby trick!



 KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS:
 B1iIcrcas, as an act of simple justice, we demanded the liberation
 of two persons called MASON and SLIuELL, who were removed from
 under the protection of the British Flag, which would have been dis-
 honoured had such a breach of its protecting powers been admitted
 and permitted: We, the ENGLISH PEOPLE, are much obliged to certain
journalists, humourous or otherwise, for telling us not to rejoice over,
feast, make much of, publicly entertain, and otherwise identify ourselves
with the above-mentioned cargo of the ship Trent.-But we never
intended to do so.


 THE FAILURE AT THE ODEON.
 The Gaetana will not do,
 The audience stamp and hiss and shout,
 The reason of the row's Alorur,
 Though none know what the row's about.